Description: This man wears tan robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a sickle, but if one is not available he will default to his crossbow, and sports empty pouches on his belt. He keeps his red hair in a flapper bob. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He has never given up on his poetry dream.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Optimist, Artistic, Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 60 gp.

Description: With blue face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his morningstar with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His beige fur is still thick. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: Left-Handed was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered music. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Optimist, Artistic. Bonds: Religious, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 700 pp. Black pearl (1200 gp). Chrysoberyl (140 gp). Jet (140 gp). Red spinel (140 gp). Tourmaline (140 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1200 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This northern woman is abnormally tall. She wears an entirely black suit with violet socks and a vest with buckled shoes. Her whole body is exceptionally muscular. Her blue hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Her black eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Phelaia isn't afraid of most anything. She has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Tiefling unity. She is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. She haggles over everything, upselling her goods and buying cheap. She is persistent in everything.

History: Phelaia was born into a poor family. Growing up, she dreamt of becoming a Warrior, to bring honor to her family’s name. When she came of age, she applied for a position with her town's local guard, looking to work her way up via merit and eventually become a Warrior in service of a powerful lord somewhere. She was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. She became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: She wants to meet her childhood hero; and retire the richest woman in the north

Ideals: Impeccable, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 50 pp. 1 Full Plate. 1 Banded mail. 1 Full Plate.

Description: She is in excellent shape and is generally shirtless and showing off her tattooed chest. She has moderate length chestnut hair. She wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Urshar isn't afraid of most anything. She has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Dwarven unity. She works hard and plays hard.

History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to her current location. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for her; and she doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable. Flaws: Hedonist, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 500 sp.